The Young Matriarch

Chapter 257: Chapter 257 Goddess Weiwei’s Show-off Fails!
 

The lead police officer felt a trace of embarrassment and dutifully said, “Since it’s a misunderstanding, let us take Miss Tong back home.”

Tong Yunrou wiped the hot tears from her face and flashed a slightly provocative smile at Bai Chuwei sitting on the sofa.

Her mother, Chen Meihua, had once groveled at Bai Chuwei as if she were a deity, but she was not Chen Meihua!

If the earlier confrontation could be called a duel, then, sorry, but she had won.

Bai Chuwei stepped forward, her slender hand gently patting Tong Yunrou’s shoulder.

Bai Chuwei looked at the group of them and smiled faintly, “Be careful on the road.”

Bai Chuwei’s beautiful smile dazzled the young police officer, who was momentarily blinded and his face turned red.

Duan Feihan’s cold voice jumped in, “Officer, aren’t you going to take people back?”

The young officer, as if awakening from a dream, blushed and dared not look at Bai Chuwei, hurriedly leading Tong Yunrou out of the Duan family’s residence.

…So nothing had happened at all?

Goddess Weiwei’s attempt to show off had failed!

Duan Xingye suddenly felt that he might as well have gone back to work on his math test paper.

“The meal box has already been sent to Tong Yunrou, and I need to prepare to leave as well,” Bai Chuwei said, picking up Xue Qiu and heading outside the Duan family’s house.

Duan Xingye listened, somewhat perplexed, “The meal box has been sent?”

Hadn’t Goddess Weiwei just failed to show off? When did she send Tong Yunrou a meal box?

Bai Chuwei curled her lips into a smile, “Just now.”

*

Sitting in the police car, Tong Yunrou was still suspicious, constantly telling the driving officer to go slow, careful not to get into an accident.

They reached the Tong family’s current residential area without any obstruction, and with the protection from the police, Tong Yunrou finally entered her home, away from the reporters.

“Aunt, you’re finally back from your outing!’ Tong Qingyan swiftly spoke upon seeing Tong Yunrou, a hint of doubt crossing her face at the sight of the police.

One of the officers explained, “This Miss Tong called the police on her way to the port, so we helped her get back home.”

Sitting on the sofa watching the news, Tong Yunliang lifted his head instantly, his voice incredulous, “Port? Tong Yunrou, you weren’t planning to run away, were you? Do you have no conscience left? With such a huge problem in our family, you actually wanted to flee by yourself?”

Tong Yunrou inwardly cursed at her misfortune, looking at the disappointed faces of her family, “No, that’s not it, let me explain, I wasn’t trying to run away, I…”

Tong Yunliang, furious, grabbed Tong Yunrou’s arm and yelled, “Do you think you’re still a socialite? Now that the family has no money, everyone needs to earn their keep honestly, you… Yunrou? What’s wrong with you?”

Suddenly, Tong Yunrou clutched her chest, her face flush with a hint of redness then swiftly paled, and her heart sent waves of pain as if being ground to pieces.

Tong Yunrou fell to the ground in pain, rolling frantically, her sweat-soaked hair hanging loose like a madwoman’s.

“My heart hurts…it hurts so much…” Tong Yunrou’s fingertips turned white as she gripped the floor desperately, her nails bending backwards.

Never in her life had Tong Yunrou felt such excruciating pain; she hit her chest hard, wishing she could just dig her heart out of her left chest.

This was—inhuman pain!

Cold sweat streamed down like rain, and Tong Yunrou suddenly remembered what Bai Chuwei had said earlier… she was going to taste what it feels like to have a heart condition every day.

Tong Yunrou lifted her head to look at the bewildered police officers and suddenly realized.

She thought she had beaten Bai Chuwei, but had Bai Chuwei actually delivered her “meal box” just now?

Wait… every day?